Dress up as a sickly person to capture the villain princess!

Before we knew it, the moon was already hanging high in the night sky, shining on the green grassland together with the twinkling stars.

With sleepy eyes, Xia Zhiyuan yawned lightly, placed his fingers on his thighs and rubbed them gently.

I've been sitting for too long and my legs are feeling numb.

The big tent was silent, with only candles burning quietly, and palace maids coming in from time to time to add a few pieces of silver charcoal.

His movements were extremely gentle, for fear of disturbing His Highness who was recuperating from his injuries.

"Your Highness, Zhiyuan will go back to take a bath and go to bed..."

Xia Zhiyuan knew that Zhao Changlin was not asleep when she spoke slowly. She could guess it by looking at her furrowed brows. With a smile, Xia Zhiyuan was just about to leave.

But he found that his wrist was grabbed by the weak prince. Although it was just a light hold, Xia Zhiyuan could feel the prince's attachment.

"How about we rest here tonight?"

If it were in the past, Xia Zhiyuan would certainly be eager to sleep on the same bed with His Highness and carry out his own strategy.

But now, His Highness is seriously injured.

Xia Zhiyuan is not very confident about her sleeping posture. After all, she is not a real lady from ancient times. She is a serious modern person!

If someone accidentally presses on His Highness's wound at night, wouldn't that make the situation worse?

Shaking his head, Xia Zhiyuan declined awkwardly: "Your Highness's kindness, Zhiyuan appreciates it, but... Your Highness is injured, and Zhiyuan has also been ill for a long time, and I am afraid that the illness will be passed on to Your Highness."

Hearing her words, Zhao Changlin was somewhat unhappy. He raised the end of his handsome eyebrows and looked directly at Xia Zhiyuan's face. Under the candlelight, her snow-white skin looked even more attractive.

"You've become a lot bolder in the past few days. Have you learned how to reject me?"

"But, Zhiyuan...you know I hate it most when someone disobeys my orders...I'll let you think about it carefully. Do you want to stay or not?"

Zhao Changlin had a smile in his eyes, but Xia Zhiyuan just felt that Her Royal Highness the Princess was sick again, and she was still so sinister and liked to threaten people!

How can this be something to think about? This is clearly a naked threat.

Is there any heavenly principle? Is there any royal law?

Xia Zhiyuan was about to move when she stopped. Although she felt a little indignant, she still accepted her fate. After all... she was not the one who was injured.

When the person in the middle of the night is sweating profusely due to pain, that's not her.

"I see...Your Highness always likes to send people out like this."

Xia Zhiyuan had no choice but to sit down again after some coquettish complaints. However, in just a moment, the head palace maid had brought him some clean clothes.

"This is the nightgown I usually wear at night. In the morning, I will notify someone to go to your room and ask your maid to bring your clothes."

Looking at the white silk satin nightgown with a golden phoenix embroidered on the collar, Xia Zhiyuan swallowed his saliva but ultimately said nothing.

She had seen His Highness wear this dress before. It had a lingering scent of dried flowers, so she thought it must have been fumigated before being brought here.

"Please come in, Miss Xia. The bath behind the screen of the big tent is ready."

The senior palace maid led the way. She seemed to be quite familiar with everything and did it with ease.

Xia Zhiyuan followed behind the head palace maid. There was a big difference between the people in the palace and those outside the palace. The people in the palace were rigorous in their work and very tight-lipped.

Every time I tried to pry something out, I couldn't.

This may be the life of having to rely on one's head for support, and it is also a last resort.

Soon they arrived in front of the screen. It was a huge screen made with hollow relief craftsmanship, with flying dragons and phoenixes. It was also made of two layers, and the cloud pattern on the back was actually embroidery.

Going behind the screen, the whole bathhouse looks like a temporary structure, but the workmanship is not sloppy at all. The bathhouse must have been transported from somewhere else. The outside is made of fine wood, and the inside of the bathhouse is made of white jade.

The steaming hot water was crystal clear, and sprinkled with some spices and herbs prepared by the imperial physician, it smelled very soothing.

It is indeed a royal work, with so many things to see that it is overwhelming.

"Miss Xia, I will undress you right away."

As soon as the senior palace maid finished speaking, several palace maids standing beside the bathing pool immediately surrounded him and stripped Xia Zhiyuan naked in no time.

This craft is simply unique.

Xia Zhiyuan's face turned slightly red, and he got into the bathtub in great shame. The hot water wrapped around his whole body, and it seemed that all the fatigue of the whole day was immediately washed away.

"Miss Xia, His Highness wants you to sleep with him today. Miss Xia knows all the palace rules, and we are sorry for offending you."

What…what…serve…sleep with me?

His Highness just asked me to cover myself with a blanket and chat, so why do you have to care?

Xia Zhiyuan hurriedly stretched out his hands to protect his chest, looked at the people in front of him with surprise, and spoke stutteringly.

"Your Highness...Your Highness is injured...!"

The implication is that, since His Highness is in such a state, how could she possibly sleep with him? You guys don't care about His Highness' life or death!

"Miss Xia, we servants naturally know that His Highness is injured, but... this is the rule of the palace. Even if you say it to the sky, we still have to act according to the rules."

After saying this, the senior palace maid bowed slightly, and then several younger palace maids came up together, holding soap beans, or essential oils imported from foreign countries, and smeared them on Xia Zhiyuan's body.

Xia Zhiyuan was very resistant at first because of his shame, but because these palace maids were so skilled, he gradually began to fall for them. It turned out that being a rich man was an extraordinary feeling.

Xia Zhiyuan was so comfortable being served that she almost fell asleep, and then she heard the head maid behind her say, "Miss Xia, you'd better get up quickly, don't keep His Highness waiting anxiously."

After hearing this reminder, Xia Zhiyuan stood up as if awakened from a dream, letting the water droplets flow down his porcelain-like skin.

Seeing this, the palace maid immediately took a towel to wipe Xia Zhiyuan's body, changed him into the nightgown prepared by the prince, and tied the knot quickly with her fingers.

Walking out from behind the screen, Xia Zhiyuan felt that his whole body was fragrant and very comfortable, so he stretched.

Xia Zhiyuan decided to have a good sleep.

But the ideal is very full, and the reality is very skinny.

It was not until he saw His Highness's bed that Xia Zhiyuan's slightly relaxed mood became extremely nervous again, and his fingers grasped his nightgown.

Silk is icy cool and feels very good to the touch.

If it were just me and His Highness sleeping together normally, there would be nothing wrong with us sleeping together.

But now this hall is full of palace maids.

She was really not used to it a little.

But all this is definitely nothing to His Highness, who does things without any scruples on weekdays. After all, His Highness was raised and served by this group of palace maids.